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lirik lagu jail calls ft lil skycam – blocboy jb

verse * blocboy jb * the f*ck this n*gga want?
red dead, i’m so f*ckin’ ballin’, bro
pfft
b*tch ass n*gga
hah

[verse]
phone calls from a jail cell (jail cell)
when i was locked up, ain’t n0body give me fan mail (fan mail)
the feds watching, get a new trap and new clientele (clientele)
im with some folks, i’m with some joes, they tell me all is well (word)
i’m eyeballing, f*ck a skit, this sh*t not digital (no, not digital)
i shot a opp, what’s his condition? that sh*t critical (condition)
hey, everything a n*gga do, this sh*t original (facts)
these n*ggas chicken like a fifty piece, traditional (big facts)
walk in this b*tch and i smell like a pound, but i only came in with a quarter (gas)
twenty*five racks don’t look like a stack, i like all my hundreds in order (cash)
i’m in russia with a strap i took across the border (rah)
i might call your ass, subtract, because your money shorter (facts)
east side n*gga, we took out them c’s, we take your money and leave (drip, crip, crip)
glock with a d*ck and they all about to preach, cross your mans out like a priest (a priest)
i’ve been strapped since i was wearing d*ckies at caprice (wow)
might cop an old school monte carlo or caprice (word, w*w*w*word)
yolo
i shot his mans and f*cked on his sister, i call that sh*t rasta, a low blow (blow)
i hit the mall, i don’t gotta snap, ’cause everybody taking photos (wow)
b*tch, i’m from memphis where we catch some bodies and we do not talk to the po*pos (never)
too gangster in a new maserati, got me feeling like i’m bobo (skrrt)
still busting thirty for juicy (facts)
you like a young n*gga, you stupid (stupid)
i tow the .30’s in movies (in the movies, in the movies)
yeah, yeah
pull in something so coopish (skrrt)
your b*tch looking at me, she groupie (wow)
she eat the d like some ruckress
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b*tch, i’m in business, i suit it (huh?)
a lot of n*ggas say that they the block, but they never got recruited (no, ooh)
i’m smoking gas, this sh*t off the top, this sh*t right here is some pooty (booty)
i see her ass when she gave me top, now this sh*t right here is some booty (fool)
ain’t no stopping her, if her man’s find out, it is some kaka, then he’ll go stupid (stupid)
he just be watching her like probation officer, but really he clueless (clueless)
she not an amateur, i pull out the camera (word) and make us a movie (a movie)
she got some nice b00bies
he want some dope, but you know the price, move it (that’s on my momma)
uh, so much lean in my motherf*cking cup
what is your vertical? n*gga, get up
n*ggas getting upped on, n*gga snucked on, strip him out his clothes, have a n*gga ass f*ck
grade street cripping, now you see these chucks, on person ain’t no runner*ups (crip)
designer down n*gga, louis v up, they make your b*tch wanna f*ck (designer)

- blocboy jb

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